The Tales of Draconic Warlock

Chapter 37  I am finally home (2)

Even though I am the son of the Viscount, I still had to go through the verification process. Of course, there are different queues for different categories of people.

The longest queue belonged to the commoners and they had multiple checkpoints to make it easy and not waste time. Merchants have a different checkpoint because, unlike others, there would be caravans and it would be a disturbance for everyone.

The nobles however have the shortest queue, as they have their own entry point and they were given priority. No matter the age, the people in power wouldn't waste their time waiting in a queue that would take a long time.

I could have gone through the noble's entry but I decided not to.

To protect important people, they were usually given different identities. I have two identities as of now. One was as the Son of Viscount which was the real one and the other one was that of a commoner.

I chose the identity of a commoner this time to enter the city. This was because I needed to get rid of some materials before I returned home. As of now, there is no surveillance upon me and I can use this as an advantage to sell some items that I obtained and buy a few items that I need without others knowing about these transactions.

I mean times as these are not available for a son of viscount.

If not for the family tradition, once I leave the premises of my home, a guard would follow me at all times. There would be nothing that would be hidden from the eyes of the family. They would know everything. If it was just my parents, it wouldn't be a problem but everyone in the family would know about these transactions.

No one was an idiot, unlike the characters that were described in those novels. If they were idiots, they would have died long ago. They can easily place one and one together and arrive at a conclusion, a conclusion that I wouldn't like to be revealed.

I can't let others find out my secrets. They are my trump cards. No one knows how they would be killed or who would kill them. So showing off is never a good thing, especially when you are weak.

Even if my attributes are high, there are skills that can render my attributes useless.

In this world, there are a lot of ways to gain strength but also a lot of ways to render that strength useless. There are skills, potions, and equipment that can turn a hero into zero in seconds.

Even without those, a Tier-8 or Tier-9 ranker can squash me like an ant. I may have attributes but it's not like I am immune to attacks. They can easily chip away my large HP and even make me lose all of my MP faster.

Forget about someone else, there was an assassination attempt on me a few months ago. I interrogated those souls and was able to extract the details about the attempt on my life. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Well, I was bad at interrogating, especially souls which was not my area of expertise. I failed to properly interrogate and two of those souls disintegrated completely. Even the remaining three were in no good shape after the interrogation.

I threw them into the Soul Container. They are by no means strong enough to use judgment on them. They would disintegrate if I used that on them. So I decided to look for other uses for these souls. For now, I have no idea but I am sure that I would find a use. Until then, they would be inside the container.

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Huh, what was that?

Why are two idiots fighting over there?

Is that my family's crest on the car?

Why are they fighting with a commoner?

Did some poor sod have a confrontation with one of my family members?

I never thought that I would see such a thing here. Is this the setting for the Birth of a Hero?

The stepping stone obviously looks like the downfall of my family. I can't let that happen. Even though I don't like to poke my nose in other's businesses, this is regarding my family's survival. The family doesn't just include those idiots but also my parents and my siblings. There is no way that I would let something bad happen.

The only way I see that from happening is that either I eliminate that commoner boy or...wait isn't that idiot the grandson of the eighth elder?

I recognize him. I met this idiot grandson of the elder a few times as he was the same age as me. So of course there are some verbal clashes and a few times physical clashes with him.

Hmm, why is he here?

Shouldn't he be in the forest hunting and improving his level?

Did he reach the level 100 of Tier-0 already?

How can that idiot reach the peak of Tier-0 so soon?

He wasn't as talented as me. Everyone in the family could see that. Moreover, he was three months younger than me, and even for me it would have taken a long time if not for my absurd skills and that demon.

Whatever means he used to improve faster doesn't matter for now. I can think about it later.

His grandfather was one of the bastards who dared to shake hands with the third elder and send assassins to kill me. Now that there might be a chance for me to slap that asshole's favorite grandson to get back at him, it should be considered a good day.

Now, let's see what this fuss is about.